Besedila: John Michael Montgomery. Rope The Moon.

I don't have a lot to show
For these years of hard work
If you look at what I own

Still she's always telling me
To hold on to my dreams
Even when my hope is gone

Some may say that dreaming's just for fools
And there are times I thought that might be true

But
She thinks I could rope the moon
In her eyes, there is nothing I can't do
When I think it's out of reach
She's the reason I still try
She thinks, I could rope the moon

When I look at the sky
But can't see through the clouds
She shows me the brightest stars

If I think of turning back
'Cause I'm having my doubts
She tells me I've come so far

Nothing in this world comes easily
But I can't lose with her right next to me

'Cause
She thinks, I could rope the moon
In her eyes there is nothing I can't do
When I think it's out of reach
She's the reason I still try
She thinks I could rope the moon

Oh she thinks, I could rope the moon